Sun Fan sensed that the werewolf was truly dead and pushed its head and arms out through the rear car window. However, Zhou, feeling it was not safe enough, started the car and drove forward two or three meters, then reversed over it again.
The car only stopped after it had shaken eight times.
Everyone felt a sense of relief after the close brush with death.
Only Wang Lei's face was filled with terror.
Because a white scale from the werewolf's neck had entered his palm, like a parasite, terrifying him into a daze.
Even though he had read online fiction in middle school and fantasized about obtaining treasures, something falling off a werewolf and actively burrowing into his palm didn't seem like a legitimate good thing.
Could it eat up his internal organs, occupying his entire body?
Or perhaps this werewolf was once human and became a werewolf because of this white scale?
